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The Ballad Of Peter Pumpkinhead

Peter Pumpkinhead came to townSpreading wisdom and cash aroundFed the starving and housed the poorShowed the Vatican what gold's for

But he made too many enemiesOf the people who would keep us on our kneesHooray for Peter PumpkinWho'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead?

Peter Pumpkinhead brought to shame Governments who would slur his nameLusts and sex scandals failed outrightPeter merely said, "Any kind of love is all right"

But he made too many enemiesOf the people who would keep us on our kneesHooray for Peter PumpkinWho'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead?

Peter Pumpkinhead was too goodHad him nailed to a chunk of woodHe died grinning on live TVHanging there he looked a lot like you, and an awful lot like me!

But he made too many enemiesOf the people who would keep us on our kneesHooray for Peter PumpkinWho'll pray for Peter Pumpkinhead?Hooray for Peter PumpkinWho'll pray for Peter Pumpkin?Hooray for Peter PumpkinheadOh my, oh my, don't it make you want to cry, oh